Saddest man ever or personal hero - I can't decide....
Ok, thanks to the image of the PJ's with the smokes - saddest is the correct answer.
Associated Press
PITTSBURGH -- James Henry Smith was a zealous Pittsburgh Steelers fan in life, and even death could not keep him from his favorite spot: in a recliner, in front of a TV showing his beloved team in action.Smith, 55, of Pittsburgh, died of prostate cancer Thursday. Because his death wasn't unexpected, his family was able to plan for an unusual viewing Tuesday night. The Samuel E. Coston Funeral Home erected a small stage in a viewing room, and arranged furniture on it much as it was in Smith's home on game day Sundays. Smith's body was on the recliner, his feet crossed and a remote in his hand.
He wore black and gold silk pajamas, slippers and a robe. A pack of cigarettes and a beer were at his side, while a high-definition TV played a continuous loop of Steelers highlights.
"I couldn't stop crying after looking at the Steeler blanket in his lap," said his sister, MaryAnn Nails, 58. "He loved football and nobody did [anything] until the game went off. It was just like he was at home." Longtime friend Mary Jones called the viewing "a celebration." "I saw it and I couldn't even cry," she said. "People will see him the way he was."Smith's burial plans were more traditional; he'll be laid to rest in a casket.
Ok, fellow bloggers - how would your funeral look?
You? No, Smithers, not to worry. You will be buried alive with me.
6 comments:
For my funeral, I want my tombstone to read "I choo-choo-choose death" and there should be a picture of a train on it. Also, during my viewing, I want my head glued to my shoulder and I want there to be red crayon stains around my mouth.
Gee, I wonder what word the reporter had to substitute the [anything] for?
For my funeral, Bill O'Reilly will be strapped to a wall like a knife-thrower's assistant, and then my corpse will be shot from a cannon into his groin. Over and over again.
okay -- I'll play --- thumpin' tunes, a wake to acutally WAKE the dead, maybe a shed tear here and there -- and all my homies pouring' a little 40 for to remember me by....
and maybe a wet t-shirt contest with some hot-tot-tottie models who get a little carried away, dig it baby...
Roller coaster. I'm in the first car, the well-wishers in the rest. Grey matter for all!
You had me at "roller coaster."
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